This was not an easy choice, nor was there any reason to make these outsiders shoulder it.
So Lin Jiaojiao left the choice to herself.
Mortals had five senses, while cultivators had six. Now that she was no longer a cultivator, all she could rely on was a mortal's uncertain guesswork.
She gazed deeply at the ghost-faced door on the left, then pointed toward it without hesitation.
"That one."
Since the person concerned had made her choice, Su Jiu and the others naturally had no wish to linger.
At this, Zuo Kexin panicked. "I told you everything, and you're just going to leave me here?"
Su Jiu tilted her head slightly, giving her a sidelong glance. "I won't go back on my promise. If we can get out within two hours, you'll still have a chance to survive."
With that, Su Jiu strode through the door on the left. No matter how Zuo Kexin called after her, she never looked back.
After Su Jiu left, Zuo Kexin felt even her meridians growing fragile. Whenever that inexplicable power belonging to Su Jiu surged through her body, the pain was so terrible that she wished she could end her own life.
She hurriedly grabbed the jade bottle Su Jiu had left her, tipped out a pill, and swallowed it.
Only then did the chill in her body ease a little. Even so, it remained difficult to endure. After all, the pill could only ease the cold; it did nothing to lessen the battering from that strange power belonging to Su Jiu.
Time trickled past. Unable to endure the pain any longer, Zuo Kexin began examining her meridians internally. What she saw nearly made her faint!
No wonder it hurt so much. Under the onslaught of that power, her meridians had already